Hear the song birds
Sing off key
Steer the wrong words
Towards me
Hold me close, dear
Hold me
Hold me
Hold me close
Show the tall trees
How to fall
Know the fall leaves
Gave their all
Let the sky yearn
For your hair
Let the shy burn
In despair
Play your guitar
And know remorse
Pray to a set star
And go off course
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